Ramblings of the Mildly Insane

(This was originally published on Facebook, but since someone decided to delete her FB account, I’m also publishing it here.)

(Title: Sketchbook Dump #13 (or, Unfinished Sketch of Christian Kane as a Shirtless Avenging Angel). Sorry for the watermark, but you know how TehInternetz can be. Also, sorry for the crappy scan.)

Now for the explanation…

I’m not big on doing fan art that doesn’t involve fictional anime characters. The last one I did was of Aaliyah when she was still alive, if that says anything.

But, one morning at God-Isn’t-Even-Awake-Yet o’clock my phone rings. It’s my friend J, but let’s call her Bucket o’ Crazy (BoC for short), who says, “You have to check your email right now!!!!1!! *squee*”

Me: (still half asleep) What’s email?
BoC: NOW!

Thinking that the world is on fire, I reluctantly check my email to find a crapload of pictures.

Me: You woke me up at this unholy hour to look at pics of some random guy?!?
BoC: It’s not some random guy, it’s Christian Kane and I need you to draw him.
Me: The glue you’ve been sniffing must have gone bad.
BoC: With wings.

*longpause*

At this point I should have known better. I should have rolled over, gone back to sleep, and left it alone. But damn my curious nature.

Me: Why with wings?
BoC: Because he kind of looks like an avenging angel, doesn’t he?

*anotherpause* As I stare blankly at the computer screen.

Me: Er…um…since when do avenging angels wear Stetsons?

*yetanotherlongpause*

BoC: And he has to be shirtless.
Me: He has to be…oh sweet baby jeebus and all that is good and sane, WHY?!?
BoC: Because he’s so pretty.

(Here, my darlings, is where I do you a kindness and remove the portion of the conversation that centered on his hair for 10 minutes.)

Me: o_0 … if I agree to do this will you hang up and let me go back to sleep?
BoC: I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not going to work.

Knowing that arguing would be no use, I set the phone down, went to make myself a pop tart and poured some juice. When I returned, bless her sweet little heart, she was still going on about hunting me down or kidnapping my first born or some such nonsense.

Me: If you stop, I’ll draw your damn picture of Dean Kane, shirtless with wings.
BoC: CHRISTIAN!
Me: Sorry, Dean Christian.
BoC: You and I are no longer friends.
Me: Seriously? Does that mean I don’t have to draw the picture?
BoC: No.
Me: But you said we weren’t friends. Hehe.
BoC: STFU and draw!

Yeah, I’m also wondering why the hell I’m still friends with her too.

And J, before you beg me to finish it, I don’t like how it’s turning out, so for now it’ll just be a stub. Maybe, in the future, if I feel so inclined, I may start over and do an illustration that I’ll ink/color in Painter…maybe.

Since it’s almost Valentine’s Day and since I haven’t changed the header on this site in a very very long time, I’ve decided that it would be the perfect opportunity to dust off my sketch book.

The header image is actually my first Photoshop painting using my new Wacom Intuos3 Special Edition graphics tablet. I scanned a sketch I made, then worked in over until it had the feel I was going for. It’s not exactly as I want it, but I’m happy with what I have so far.

In time, painting with the tablet will become more natural (I’m already in love) and I’ll probably start showcasing my sketches and painting here. It’s the perfect place and a perfect way to revive my long neglected blog.

The painting is titled Broken with its accompanying poem, Mended. Another product of high school.

If I love you,
would you let me in?
Let me crawl through
the cracks in your heart
like hot glue?
Mend away the past?
If you would,
then I will
love you.

Yay, I found it.

Scarred was done with #2 pencil and drawn in 9th grade, if I’m not mistaken.

Though it’s not one of my best drawings, it’s always been one of my favorites.

Now, before you think that I was always an utterly unhappy youth, I present you with Planet Happy Face:

I actually remember painting this in 7th grade and it hung on my bedroom door through 10th grade.

I’m having tons of fun going through my old art work. It brings back so many memories; some good, some not so good, but I still enjoy the process.

So, I’m going through some of my old things (spring cleaning…a little late) and lookie what I found:

It’s called Trail of Forgotten Souls and I must have been slightly upset when I painted it in 11th grade. Of course, it did win an award and someone offered me $75 for it, so I guess it couldn’t be that bad.

In case you missed it, those are little dead souls walking on a trail of tears from a head which is engulfed in flames.

There’s one I distinctly remember (and loved) called Scarred. I hope to find it soon…if I do, I’ll post a pic of it.

Oh, and if you even care what my old AP Portfolio classroom looked like, here you go:

(This was the product of boredom.)